Because Night Demon asked this question, Feng Yun instinctively thought that Yan Beihan had already told Night Demon about the actions of the head coach, right?
So I agreed immediately.
But I don’t know that the reason why Fang Che asked this was: If you don’t give me anything, how can I find it?
Fang Che quietly entered the Night Demon Cult's headquarters.
He is the leader of the church and has the highest authority. It is naturally easy to enter silently.
There are only seven people in the Night Demon Cult, and they have never recruited any troops. There is a large protective formation, and even the gatekeepers are omitted.
After entering, we were still thousands of feet away from the headquarters when we heard all kinds of roaring sounds.
With a sense of determination and a desperate momentum.
It's like the sound of a life-and-death struggle with an sworn enemy.
Fang Che couldn't help but become vigilant.
This... are there still enemies within the sect?
While I was thinking about it, I heard a deafening bang, and the mountains roared with endless echoes.
As Mr. Fang, who has experienced many battles and often delivers such blows, he can tell whether the sound belongs to a punch to the head, chest, or butt just by listening.
There will never be any errors!
And this loud noise is definitely the kind of sound that can be made by someone using all their strength to slap someone in the face!
The slap was so severe that it made an earth-shaking sound, which shows how ferocious the battle was.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard another trembling sound, and the mountains roared and echoed.
A scream came out.
Full of excruciating pain.
Fang Che heard clearly and clearly that it was Long Yikong's voice.
The Night Demon Cult Leader immediately became angry!
Someone actually came into my home of the Night Demon Cult and beat them?
Who is so bold?
Out of caution, Leader Fang quietly hid his figure and touched it. He was thinking in his mind: What would he do if he was the guardian?
Then he finally made it all the way into the martial arts arena.
Looking around, Leader Fang, who had turned into smoke, was almost so shocked that he fell out of the void on the spot.
I saw many of the Seven Great Vajras from my Night Demon Cult on the martial arts field.
Everyone is practicing in full swing.
Ding Jerran was practicing sword practice with a large number of bits and pieces tied around his body and a bowl of water on his head. He was sweating profusely.
The same goes for other Long Yikong, Mo Wang, Ma Qianli, Feng Wanxia and others.
Their bodies were tied up with bits and pieces, and they were practicing individually. Everyone's face was swollen, and they had a bowl of water on their heads. They all had fierce expressions, as if they were trying their best.
But... there is no desperate opponent.
It’s just that I’m taking action one by one, taking action meticulously, and doing it with all my strength!
Then take it back and move on to the next move!
There was a sound of panting like an ox, but there was no target to fight with. So...where did that roaring sound come from?
In the shocked eyes of Leader Fang... I saw Long Yikong making a move, twisting his waist, turning around, and stepping forward to draw his sword... A drop of water splashed out from the full bowl of water above his head.
Long Yikong's face was full of frustration.
Stop and remove the sea bowl.
He stood at attention on the spot, with a look of death on his face.
Then Feng Wanxia on the other side carefully took off the big bowl on her head, walked over eagerly, took a deep breath, then used all her strength and slapped her!
Boom!
There was a sudden sound of the earth shaking and the mountains roaring!
Long Yikong screamed, blood spurted from his orifices, and he fell out.
Without saying a word, he got up by himself, exercised, recovered by himself, shook his head, wiped the blood with his sleeve, then thought about it, went over and put the big bowl on his head again.
Feng Wanxia also carried a kettle without saying a word and added some water to Long Yi's empty bowl.
Then he silently retreated, put his big bowl on his head again, and practiced silently.
Finally...a drop of water splashed out from Feng Wanxia's side.
Then the same as before...
Long Yikong smiled ferociously and slapped Feng Wanxia, and Feng Wanxia was knocked back more than ten feet. Her pretty face was visibly swollen, and even the corners of her eyes were cracked open.
Feng Wanxia didn't say anything, silently healing herself, then holding the bowl of sea again, and Long Yikong added water...
Start the cycle again.
The same goes for others.
Mo Wang splashed the water, and Ma Qianli almost slapped him with all his strength. Mo Wang was almost knocked unconscious on the spot. Then he healed his injuries, picked up the bowl, added water, and started again...
Six people, three pairs, fight each other.
Fang Che could see that there was no mercy at all, and everyone tried their best, fearing that they would suffer a little loss.
The Great Protector Ding was practicing alone next to him, and there was no one to practice with, so he just silently drew his sword and put it away.
Fang Che was curious, what should Ding Juran do here?
So with a flick of his finger, a soundless burst of energy flew over, knocking out a few drops of water from the bowl of water on Ding Juran's head.
Ding Juran suddenly stopped moving, frowned, and began to think about his mistakes with a thoughtful look on his face.
I frowned and thought for a long time.
Put down the sea bowl, stand at attention, and then use all your strength...
Bang!
A slap fell on his face without being fake at all, causing the mountains to roar and the earth to shake, all the orifices to bleed and the stars to shine.
Then add water after beating yourself, put the sea bowl on top, and continue.
Fang Che was immediately confused.
"I'll go...can this still happen!"
When I carefully looked at the cultivation levels of the seven guys, I was surprised. Mo Wu was almost a Saint King, Ding Jieran was a Saint, and the others had also improved by more than one level.
"If you work so hard, there is no reason not to improve. It is indeed useful!"
Fang Che touched his chin.
"But it's still a little weak."
Fang Che touched his chin again.
Rolling his eyes.
"We must give them more motivation. As the leader, it is my duty to do so."
So Leader Fang hid in the dark and secretly popped out bursts of energy.
then.
Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia kept fighting, Ding Juran kept mutilating himself, and the other four people kept fighting each other...
The number of mistakes this afternoon was simply dozens of times higher than before.
In a short time, the seven people were beaten into pieces.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Ding Juran suddenly realized something was wrong.
It’s impossible to make so many mistakes!
He took down the sea bowl in confusion, turned to look at everyone, and frowned tightly.
I saw that the six guys were still making mistakes and beating each other.
Ding Ziran's eyes scanned the whole place, but found nothing.
Then he made a prompt decision and took off all the weight on his body.
Turning towards the entrance: "Leader!"
This was unprecedented for Ding Juran. He was the first to speak when no one else spoke to raise the topic.
The meaning of two words in Ding Jieran's words contains a lot.
"The leader is here!" "The leader is back!" "I see you, the leader!"
etc... are all condensed in this sentence.
Ding Juran just doesn't like to talk, but he actually has a very good brain. Most of the people who can come into the Night Demon Cult are here.
If anyone can come in silently without disturbing everyone, then it is only the leader of the Night Demon, the Night Demon!
Clear thinking!
Mo Wang and others stopped slapping each other and looked at each other like pig heads: "The leader is here?"
"Chief Protector, are you mistaken?"
"Where is the leader?"
"The real leader is here?"
Everyone was talking and asking questions.
Fang Che couldn't hide anymore and appeared from the void: "You are all working hard."
"See the leader!"
"Everyone, get up."
Fang Che gathered everyone together and looked at the injuries on everyone's faces. He was quite speechless: "You guys should clean yourself up, this one is swollen... Feng Wanxia, look at you, I'm not talking about you, Long Yikong
, to deal such a heavy blow to a girl?"
Long Yikong said aggrievedly: "The leader didn't know something, so she hit me like this first."
Feng Wanxia jumped up on the spot, her eyes splitting with anger: "Long Yikong! Tell me clearly who hit whom first?"
Long Yiqi's strength weakened: "...I didn't work that hard either..."
"That's my fault?"
"My fault, okay."
"It's your fault!"
"..."
The two actually quarreled again with just one sentence.
Fang Che had a headache: "Hurry up, take some elixirs and dress up... Let's talk for a while. Seeing you like this, I'm not even interested in talking. I always feel like I'm leading a bunch of defeated soldiers..."
"The leader is joking."
So everyone started practicing Qigong and taking elixirs to heal their injuries.
After a quarter of an hour, it returned to normal.
It's just that the tear on the corner of Feng Wanxia's eye is still slowly healing, and Long Yikong's smashed nose is still being reshaped. This process is very slow.
"Tell me, what have you been doing during my absence?"
Fang Che asked.
"us……"
Of course, there was no rashness in reporting, because Ding Juran's eyes were already on his face.
He said everything he was going to do.
Then Feng Wanxia began to report on the financial situation.
Ma Qianli began to report on infrastructure; while Yang Jiucheng was responsible for reporting on intelligence work.
Fang Che suddenly discovered... that during his absence, the Night Demon Cult was actually well organized and various channels had been established.
And they stole a lot of things.
The warehouse also strictly follows its own standards: any crystals that are lower than the best quality will not be collected and will be sold directly.
And now there are more than 20,000 pieces of top-quality spiritual crystals in the warehouse.
"This... can be done."
Leader Fang was very satisfied.
"It's just that with your cultivation level, you can't keep up."
Fang Che said: "I usually see that I am very lazy."
"..." Everyone was speechless.
How have you worked so hard and yet you haven’t made any progress?
We have already fulfilled your request before you left that ‘everyone must upgrade one to two grades’.
Before the change, we might not be able to advance to the first level in ten or eight years, so what else do we need?
To be honest, we couldn't even imagine the speed we are seeing now.
Leader Fang said calmly: "Since you are not convinced, then let's have a discussion."
So we went back to the martial arts field again.
With the major improvement in cultivation, Fang Jiao took action with all his strength.
The Seven King Kongs died instantly, completely unable to fight back.
Ding Juran was lying on the ground, with many bones broken in his body, and his eyes were filled with horror!
Night Stalker!
He is indeed an unparalleled devil! With such an entry, I am afraid that Boss Fang is no longer his match.
But how could Night Demon improve so quickly?
Ding Jieran felt like he couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it.
Fang Che beat all the seven masters of the Night Demon Cult to a near-death state, and then completely destroyed their foundation!
Even part of the background has been broken up.
Then he took out various elixirs and resources and gave them to the seven people to reshape them. Then he used elixirs to replenish the foundation.
Finally, take out the recovery elixir and take one for each person to restore their vitality.
"What now?"
"Suddenly I feel that my foundation has become much more solid." This is Mo Wu's true feeling.
"The road to martial arts once again feels like it extends infinitely."
"Thank you, Master!"
"No need to worry!"
Fang Che said: "In the evening, each person will have a jar of wine to strengthen his roots and cultivate his talents. First, lay a solid foundation for yourself, and then move forward."
This group of people is his future team in the Only Self Orthodox Church, so Fang Che will never be stingy.
The more you can improve them, the better.
Otherwise, if they are completely unable to keep up with their strength, some things will be difficult for Fang Che to handle.
"Ding Jingran."
"My subordinate is here!"
"In the next month, you will be responsible for polishing them all!"
Fang Che said calmly: "We must solidify their foundation to the point where it cannot be solid anymore! I don't care what method you use! Anyway, it must be done within a month!"
"As long as you don't kill them all, I don't care even if you tear everyone into pieces and rebuild them!"
"Yes, leader!"
Ding Juran solemnly agreed.
Mo Li Ma Qian Li Niu Bai Zhan and so on, all look disheveled. What this General Protector is like is not a human being. We have all learned this lesson many times during this period.
Now that the leader has given him such a task, it means that good times have truly come for everyone.
What follows is definitely a nightmare moment for everyone.
On the contrary, Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia didn't care very much, because they really tortured each other to the edge of life and death.
"In one month, or twenty days, the Night Demon Cult will be dispatched frequently."
Fang Che narrowed his eyes: "Ding Juran, your tasks are very heavy, and your cultivation tasks are also very heavy! If in the future, my leader rises into the sky, but you guys drag me down on the ground, how will you do things for me in the future?
"
"Remember, don't lose my people!"
"Yes! Leader!"
Everyone agreed in unison.
Then all kinds of trivial matters began to be explained. For the first time, Fang Che felt that being a leader was actually not that easy.
On the Guardian side, being a hands-off shopkeeper is fine. But on the Only Self Orthodox Church side, being a hands-off shopkeeper is really going to cause trouble.
Because of these demons, if you are in a bad mood, they will massacre your entire village.
Finally finished.
"Ding Juran, come forward!"
"yes!"
"Relax your mind completely and block the spiritual energy in your Dantian. I want to check your Five Spirit Gu."
"yes."
Ding Jieran couldn't help but feel shocked: This devil wants to check my Five Spirit Gu? What is he going to do?
Did you find something?
Fang Che's Wuliang Sutra passed through Ding Jieran's meridians and successfully found the location of the Five Spirit Gu.
Then the Infinite Sutra was covered.
The pressure of the Five Spirit Gu was also released simultaneously.
Ding Ziran's Five Spirit Gu suddenly seemed to have encountered a disaster. He panicked, kept begging for mercy, kowtowed and made all kinds of ugly appearances.
Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu proudly controlled Ding Juran's Five Spirit Gu, giving him a sense of déjà vu as if the immortal in the clouds were looking at the world of mortals.
You're just an ant! Are you worthy of being called Five Spirit Gu?
Fang Che felt his spiritual power, suppressed the Five Spirit Gu, and tried to go in the direction of refining, but found that he still couldn't refine it.
However, it was able to suppress Ding Ziran's Five Spirit Gu so that there was no movement at all.
It's like being in a state of suspended animation.
I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows.
Although the Infinite Sutra has still not broken through the third level, its suppression effect is much stronger than in the early stage!
Could it be that my Infinite Sutra has reached the late stage of the second level?
Fang Che was thinking in his mind and began to ask his Five Spirit Gu: "How long can I silence this little Gu in the situation I am suppressing now?"
Wuling Gu thought for a while and gave a precise answer: "If you cooperate with my power and control the subordinate Gu insects as the leader, it can last for ten days!"
Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu proudly announced: "In these ten days, even if the Gu God issues orders, it will be useless!"
Ten days?
Fang Che knew it well.
It seems it's still not enough.
At the very least, it needs to be suppressed for more than half a year at a time, which is a half-year safety period before you can do anything else.
As for direct refining...
Even if you have the ability to refine it, you must not refine it casually.
After all, keeping this level of identity is of great use.
Then Fang Che let his Five Spirit Gu revive Ding Ziran's Five Spirit Gu, and the Infinite Sutra slowly withdrew.
He nodded and said: "Don't be fooled! Come on!"
Leader Fang suppressed the Five Spirit Gu of each of his seven subordinates, revived them, and then announced that everything was fine.
He wants to create a routine: as long as I don't come back for a while, the first thing I do when I come back is to check each of you's Five Spirit Gu.
Use this method to form the habit of the Night Demon Cult.
Moreover, it doesn’t matter even if I say it out loud, this is me as the leader testing the loyalty of my subordinates.
Each has their own method.
Who can say there is something wrong with me?
Besides, the Five Spirit Gu then revived. These gadgets had limited intelligence, and coupled with the suppression effect of the leader-level Five Spirit Gu, they couldn't convey much news.
"How many young cult leaders have you killed recently?"
Fang Che rolled his eyelids.
During this period of time, there were several times when my Five Spirit Gu suddenly gained some kind of energy and grew stronger.
And every time he grew stronger, Fang Che would have to be tortured ten or eight times.
At this point, Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu has already formed a habit, and has been tempered on the edge of destruction...
Even now I look forward to being tortured, because after each torture, I will find that I am more solid.
Naturally, the more torture, the better.
Even Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu has begun to have sweet dreams. What if one day its master soars into the starry sky and becomes a legendary existence? By that time, wouldn't I just... also become a god?
Thinking of this prospect, I am so excited that I can’t help myself. How could there be any objection at all?
It's finally done.
Fang Che said deeply: "It's very good. There are no second thoughts. It's not in vain that I have carried you with me for so long."
Suddenly Mo Wang and others knew the purpose of the leader's operation.
There was a shudder in my heart: "We will never betray the leader until we die. We will resolutely follow the leader in this life and never regret it!"
"Yes. We are all our own people, so I can rest assured."
Fang Che said: "In short, improve my strength as soon as possible to prepare for the future. You can also feel that my strength has begun to improve by leaps and bounds. So, you understand."
"Yes, leader!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
All create a sense of urgency.
Yes, the strength of the leader has almost increased many times compared to the time when he raised Gu and became a god at the leader level.
How long has it been since then? If we continue at this speed, won’t we and others be quickly left behind by the leader without even being able to see his back!?
We must work harder!
Anyway, now that the basic teaching master has been laid out for us, we don’t have anything to worry about.
Just move forward.
"Leader, there is one more thing, which is about the Five Spirit Gu."
After Leader Fang checked the Five Spirit Gu, Mo Huan suddenly remembered another thing.
"What's wrong?"
"The statue of the Centipede enshrined by our Night Demon Sect has already produced five spirit gu worms."
Mo Wu said: "The first batch, five hundred Five Spirit Gu larvae, have been sealed in special wax pills. Leader, how to deal with these? Do you need to develop your power?"
Fang Che frowned, with some disdain in his eyes, and said lightly: "Mo Wang, what do you think?"
"My subordinates dare not say anything."
"I'll let you say it!"
Fang Che's eyes were filled with cold light.
Mo Wang chirped a few times, and finally bent down and said: "This... it is a common practice of all sects to develop subordinate families and increase the eyes, ears and financial resources of the sect... cough cough cough..."
"Go on! Say what you really think!"
"Yes, leader."
Don't bow rashly: "But my subordinates are a bit disapproving of it. To be honest, leader, since the establishment of the Night Demon Sect, all members of the Night Demon Sect are now saint-level and are about to become saint kings."
"After this wave of beatings from the Chief Protector, all the Holy Kings are not a problem to us."
"Based on our current cultivation and needs...developing those small families at level 80 or 90 under our subordinates...is useless at all! On the contrary, it will increase our chances of exposure."
Mo Wan glanced at the leader's face secretly, and finally said: "I feel... cough, cough cough... the cost is greater than the benefit, so there is no need."
He quickly continued: "And the leader also said that soldiers should be more sophisticated than numerous. A general should be brave but not large...so..."
Fang Che frowned, slowly tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, and said calmly: "So, it is best not to do this matter of the offline development of Five Spirit Gu, right?"
"……yes."
Don't be brave and say: "If the leader finds someone suitable to join our sect in the future... we can directly recruit... instead of having to do this from below... It will consume energy, and it is easy to be in vain. After all, the guardian has this
The surveillance of the Zhong family is extremely strict. If you are not careful, not only will the family be directly exterminated, but it will also easily lead to people in our religion being implicated and exposed..."
Fang Che was expressionless, thoughtful, and looked at the others: "What do you think?"
Ding Juran kept a straight face and said nothing as usual.
Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia immediately said: "My subordinates also feel that it is not necessary, and it is too cumbersome and troublesome to spread doctrines and other things."